I hate it when you're eating a taco or burrito, and the hot sauce and running beans squirt out the bottom, run down your arm, then drip off your elbow, making a nice colorful mess on your leg or crotch.
Incidentally, this is one reason I don't eat in my car much anymore. I prefer to eat there or wait until I get where I need to get. If I'm running late, tough, I'll be late. Eating is a requirement of life, the other crap can wait its turn.
Not to mention I just spent 10 hours cleaning my car with q-tips and diluted hydrogen peroxide some weeks back. Why? I figured it was time to clean out several years worth of stains where I had spilled drinks or food. Cleaned up pretty nice too!
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